Luyện nghe bài hát The Tugboat Complex, Pt. 3

Aesop Rock - The Tugboat Pt. 3

I could 'em all dance, or I could sleep
I could walk with a limp and make your feel incomplete
people are made of sticks, life is but a flame
note at the craftwork door the last of the the Damien mainframe
my box cost siphon third rail juice lost poets
inhabit bottoms with a bitter rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self)
bargain at martyr parliament rallies
where participants squeeze your last then whittle sacrificial finalies
I can tie my new faces alone, save knee deep offerings
sorta puke coughing bunk persona to light (I might)
build anti-malignant railroads, find you, and lay tracks
just to scream "fuck off" as the engine pulls out the
what should we do a thousand drunken sailors?
"kill 'em all, locate their address, release a mailer"

(dear sir or madam, your son or daughter's embarrassed kind
consuming booze and gut fuel, they cruised across the line)

I spin gold, your are dirty lapsed
towards the class act impression of a bubble
(yeah I could of been more when polluting paradise gene puddle)
man huddles make us look like cool peeps and I'm to school sheep
towards the idea {*c'ya* - 5X}
basic divine subsidiary bust center syllable logic, fold origami
plantation shut picket fence
*TANGLED THROUGH your dream kitten, probably never hear this song
let sip the mission long enough to listen

(I smoke cigarettes down to filter, the filter down to space
now I'm gonna roll question tight and smoke that shit up in your face
now if you were to alter masks every fame circus approaches
do you really think your wouldn't notice? *THINK ABOUT IT)

Okay, died a thousand, and I'll die a thousand more,
I footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
practically caress the utterings of crushed by drudgery and sisters
mothering stickler and madden shit
I'll fix the wing for a and a *PARABLE, yeah but this friendship
sunk with a full of ?? pull
I seen guys bad shiners
then wonder why the culprits sitting at the their rainbows
garbage bag liners
with out the apple seed useless (I sat for greed)
patched for boredom crafts a castle out of (I sat to breath)
I to hard nearly metamorph castle loose pins
now I stand to breath as not to the*PLUMMAGE
and I know that's not a story, it no turns my stomach
hollering wolves in the form of one frustrated
but a tap full of washed up stardom melted trying to milk it
win a ticket to right white lines highway sideways melt it it
one love to the rungs in my ladder, one love to the of
laughter that hung from my rafters
see the jackal met the badger, they were such fucking bad asses
clashing wouldn't make sense (hence my tape deck)
now I ain't name name's, and I ain't gonna drag others in
but I ain't about to say that I'm the cat you got bubbling
your lucky, somehow you managed to befriend good people
who will sit and soak the evils you secrete, but I'm not really sure

(knock the fuck off, his lip across the floor
'til the archival vinyl soak the lure
anti-clarity mechanism spit flattery
fusing a million majesty then stole the crown)

oh wait right, you discovered me right?
up the peace pipe, and oh
It's all cotton candy when Rock the B line
he's actin foolish in the middle of laying bricks
(oh we building nothing but a great wall around these stones and sticks)
oh and for the record I've been rhyming since me and Andre we could freestyle
built out of passion and brother dusty tasking
studied rappers, vocab expansion, poems and syllable placement
your just mad 'cause in there you came and went (I ain't the type to dwell)
it as casually non compatible and bounced
obtained status where I could straight critique your after projects like
(damn that sounds fresh) or (damn that shit is garbage, happened?
I'm not laughing)
yeah, but the barriers were (you choked)
you made comments to the wrong ?? who out of and honor leaked your program
now like were trying to sit and breath another dawn so my advice
to you is when I say "move on" {*move on* - 5X}